After Becoming The Tyrant

The extreme northern wilderness used to be a vast snowfield, but now it is an ice-free black sea.

The temperature was terribly low, and the witches had to cast spells on themselves to prevent the hot air from their mouths and noses from forming frost on their faces, but the sea water did not freeze at all.The black sea water surged and made a rushing sound, enveloping people in it.The broken white waves of the waves became the only embellishment of this eerie black sea.

The sea water surges endlessly, and the ebb and flow of the tide is irregular.

The witches rode brooms, pulled up the distance, and looked down from high above.

High in the sky, they finally found something suspicious. The sea water seemed to be flowing in one direction, and the distribution of waves was vague, like a huge whirlpool.Following the direction of the arc of the waves, they flew forward, and the sound of the sea water became louder and louder, and finally became rumbling like continuous thunder.

Here, the whole world is left with nothing but sea water.

A large whirlpool of several thousand meters, the sea water continuously falls from here, like falling into a dark and bottomless abyss.The wind blows upwards from the center of the vortex with water vapor, forming a tornado that is difficult to approach.The rules of nature lose their effect here.

The witches drew out their wands, and light emitted from the top of the wands, forming a hexagram in midair.The witch patriarch stood up from the broom, stepped on the line of the hexagram, walked in the void above the vortex, and the wind blew her black robe.The witch patriarch held the ice ball with the black snake sealed in his left hand, and an ink bottle carved out of keel in his right hand.

She moved forward step by step, and the tornado was separated by an invisible force in front of her.

When they reached the center of the vortex, the ice ball held by the witch patriarch's left hand floated upwards, rapidly growing in size in the wind.The black snakes sealed inside began to dissipate, turning into strips of laws imprisoned inside, written in ancient divine script, densely packed.

The witch patriarch opened the keel ink bottle, a trace of viscous blood flew from it and penetrated into the crystal ball.The blood gathers and twists like a snake, forming new characters one after another, writing a new law after the incomplete law.

After the last word of the law was formed, the witches could no longer maintain the formation, the light was interrupted, and the witch patriarch fell towards the abyss in the center of the vortex.A witch flew over quickly on a broom, grabbed her by the hand, and dragged her out of the whirlpool with difficulty.

The circling column of wind collapsed in an instant, and the violent wind swept in all directions.

The witches were pushed far away by the storm, and it was almost difficult to see the eddies on the sea surface.

Bright lights rose from the sea, and the witches put on special glasses to look in the direction of the whirlpool.The witch patriarch saw that the ice ball given to her by the king had become extremely huge at this time, like the moon falling from the sky to the sea.And this round of moon just happened to fall on the vortex on the sea surface, filling the entire vortex.

White light spread out in all directions from the center of the vortex filled by the ice ball, the black sea surface was covered with ice at an alarming speed, and snow began to fall from the sky.Vaguely, the chaotic and violent forces filling the northernmost point of the world are being quickly calmed down.

The witch patriarch finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The new law is exerting its power.

Since then, the last door connecting the dusty kingdom of the gods with the human world has been completely sealed.

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The crow carried the letter and arrived at Jolin City with the moisture of the sea.

The long-awaited king reached out and took the letter from the vast ice field on the other side of the abyss strait from the crow's leg.After skimming through the letter from the Patriarch of the Witches, the King folded it and threw it into the fireplace.

"Let's go."

The king stood up and said to the steward who was waiting on the side.

According to the plan, the king will now visit the wounded soldiers in person.

It was just dawn at this time, and people in the city could hear the sound of boulders thrown by trebuchets hitting towers and city walls.The King roared through the streets of Jolym on foot, without horse or carriage.Early risers and soldiers on patrol met him and saluted him, and he nodded in return.

Encouraged by her mother, a girl ran across the street to the king, and brought a small flower basket full of roses to the king.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The girl looked up at the king who was about the same age as her brother.

"Kings protect Legrand."

"Kings protect Legrand."

The king said, took a rose with morning dew from the flower basket and pinned it on his collar.

"Go and share with them, good girl."

The patrolling guards passed by in armor, and when they saw the king, they stopped and raised their swords in respect.The girl looked at the king, then at her smiling mother, and ran towards the guards with a basket of flowers.Between the sky and the earth, the morning light was twilight, and the patrolling guards hurriedly took the flowers handed by the girl, and solemnly pinned them on the armor.

It was as if it were not just a rose, but a badge of honor.

"Let's go."

said the king to the steward.

It doesn't get any better than this.

The Chief of Internal Affairs looked at this scene, and vaguely understood the king's intention of walking.

The roar and artillery fire were all too familiar to the people of Jolin City during this period of time.The Holy Land Holy Army led by Theold himself and the Border Holy Army who came up through the Doma River spread out from the east and west, and surrounded the city of Jolin.This is the largest siege it has encountered since the city was founded.

Relying on the king's adequate preparations early on, the formulation of the food distribution system in advance, and the daily broadcast of good news from the southeast, the atmosphere in the city of Yolin, which was blocked by the army, is quite good.

In the bar, the clown with canola on his face made up a cheerful song, sang while throwing colored balls, and in the song, he would "praise" the Holy Army for thinking of Jolin so much, and regarded it as the center of the world, This is the glory of Jolym... and so on, some of which are the work of the jesters and the narrow-minded themselves, some of which it is hard to say that the king is not behind it.

In any case, with the blessing of the kings, the people of Jolin City are still positive and optimistic in the face of an army of nearly [-].

The opposite is the atmosphere of the Holy Army outside the city.

In war, sieges are always a matter of time and patience.If the besieged castle is strong enough and the fortifications are strong enough, the attacking party can often only wait for the defending party to run out of food in order to win.Sometimes, it is not uncommon for a siege to last for a year or two.

Unfortunately for the Holy Army, Jolin City is just such a military fortress.

I don't know where Legrand found the neurotic architects. They frantically armed the castle to the teeth.The positions of the towers on the city wall are tricky, and the archery holes have been accurately calculated. The firepower pouring down from the city wall is like a torrential rain, without gaps.Legrand is not ashamed of the name of "heretic" imposed on them by the Holy See. They don't know when they created a batch of crossbows that were banned by the Holy See.

When soldiers holding crossbows shoot sharp arrows at soldiers attacking the city from those archery holes that correspond to each other, it is a real nightmare.

And when the soldiers of the Holy Army hid in the siege tower and approached the top of the city, Legrand's men brought out bucket after bucket of green liquid and poured it down the city wall.At first, the soldiers of the Holy Army were relieved when they saw that it was not boiling oil, but soon they discovered that the green liquid poured down by the Legrands was terribly corrosive. It fell apart.The soldiers fell from mid-air into the moat full of sharp gravels, bloody and bloody, beyond recognition.

Because of this "green liquid" like a secret weapon, the Holy Army firmly believed that Legrand had really turned to evil and darkness.

The officers of the Holy Army sent people to collect some green liquid at their own risk. They identified it in the command post for a long time, but they still couldn't tell what these things were.

In fact, this must be attributed to a group of people who were also in Jolin City at this time.

They came from Legrand's First Pathological Research Department - "Hospital for the Mad" for short.

"I feel that the ratio is not right, who wants to come over and do another experiment?"

"Try the two together."

"No, it's too corrosive, ordinary materials can't bear it..."

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In a hospital temporarily converted from a monastery, researchers in white robes moved quickly with all kinds of strange experimental subjects.In the hospital yard, barrels of dark green liquid are neatly lined up.People from the city guard came and went, carefully transporting these things away from the hospital with trolleys.

Even if it wasn't the first time that the Chief of Internal Affairs accompanied the king into the territory of these lunatics, he still subconsciously felt his scalp tingling, feeling that he was being surrounded by a group of psychopaths.

The original Legrand No. [-] Pathological Research Department was set up on an uninhabited island not too far from Kossoya Port.After the fall of Kothosoya, the king immediately ordered them to withdraw from the southeast coast as quickly as possible—the pathological research department gathered almost all the elite biomedical talents in Legrand, and each of them was an important member of Legrand. wealth.

It is worth mentioning that the researchers at the Mad Hospital regarded their research results and various experimental bodies as treasures, and almost failed to retreat because they were reluctant to part with these samples and data.Finally, thanks to the new witches who joined the research department, they solved the problem with their witchcraft and flying broomsticks.

Under the protection of the witches, some researchers brought experimental samples and materials back to the city of Mezl, where the Rose Palace is located, while others brought other things to the city of Jolin—an excellent pharmacist It is often possible to play another role, and the knowledge that was neglected in the past has just emerged on the battlefield this time.

The green liquid, so unrecognizable to Holy Army officers, was the work of this group of researchers.

After the king and the devil killed the lord of "greed and ill-gotten wealth", the batch of gold coins guarded by the lord was sent to the royal warehouse, and the gold coins were covered with a green strong corrosive unknown liquid.Adhering to the principle of "making the best use of everything", the king asked people to collect the green liquid when cleaning the gold coins.

After the establishment of the Legrand First Institute of Pathology, the king sent some of the liquid to the institute.

The researchers at the Mad Hospital really lived up to their expectations and produced some results.Using the uniquely corrosive slime from the Lords of Hell as raw materials, they formulated a new liquid weapon that is highly specific to siege equipment, and named it "Saliva of Greed" in a wicked way.

Except for this part of the work that is not so obvious, the mad hospital with the signboard of "Pathological Research Department" is at least a serious hospital.In this era when military doctors on the battlefield generally serve as priests, this is undoubtedly a very rare and favorable condition.

Although the defense of the city was considered smooth, there were still many wounded soldiers.

Some had their legs broken because of the boulder hitting the city wall, and some were injured when they repelled the enemies who ascended the city.The wounded soldiers defending the city were immediately replaced and brought to this gloomy-looking hospital.

The hall of the monastery was modified and filled with sick beds.

"Gentlemen, please be quiet. Anyone who is still injured is thinking of sneaking out, just wait for me to throw him into the bucket." Legrand, the head of the first pathological research department in a white robe, has a serious obsession with cleanliness The pharmacist Duna led a disgraced young man and walked in quickly.

In addition to some unusual research fields, the medical skills of the members of the Pathology Research Department are undoubtedly excellent.Under the strict requirements of their minister of cleanliness, the cleanliness of the hospital is ten blocks below that of ordinary clinics.There is no place here for ointments of newborn puppies and laurel worms.

However, the fact that the death rate of the wounded is so low is related to some other people besides the emphasis on sterilization in the mad hospital.That's witches.Some very serious injuries were cured with witches' potions.

The wounded soldiers were surprised to find that their wounds recovered much more smoothly than expected, and the suicide notes they wrote were almost useless.The only thing I'm not used to is that the people in this hospital, from top to bottom, are a bit overly clean and weird.

If possible, everyone would like to leave here as soon as possible.

Seeing the young man who failed to "escape", the other wounded lying in the lobby couldn't help laughing happily.

The young soldier who was being ridiculed had a bitter face, unable to speak a word under the pharmacist's torrential scolding.

However, soon, he was happy again, it can be said that he was almost overjoyed.

Because the king walked in through the entrance of the hall - their majesty actually came to see the wounded soldiers in person.

Everyone's laughter stopped in an instant, and the wounded couldn't believe their eyes.Near the door, a soldier was so excited that he even forgot his injuries, turned over and got off the hospital bed, and wanted to salute the king.

"Lie down, sir."

The king pressed his shoulders and said half-jokingly.

"I don't want to see my soldiers not taken by the enemy's arrows, but lost for an innocuous gift."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The soldier replied excitedly.

The pharmacist stepped forward and led the king past the hospital bed, while telling the king the cause of the injuries of these wounded, the current degree of treatment, recovery level and possible sequelae.The king listened patiently, now and then aloud asking for the names of the soldiers.

"Recover well, Legrand will remember you."

After walking around, the king looked around and raised his voice.

"For the glory of Legrand!"

The wounded answered in unison.

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Time passed between the offense and defense of both sides, the chill of autumn became more and more intense, and winter seemed to come at any time.

The war is at a stalemate.

The Holy Army has cut off all connections between Jolin City and the outside world, and the weapons and food in Jolin City are also rapidly decreasing.But the Holy Army was unable to achieve further victories. Once they succeeded in digging down a tower of Jolyn Castle.But when they got up the next day, they found that Legrand had repaired the tower overnight.

As time passed, Legrand's soldiers were encouraged by the good news in the southeast, and their morale did not drop.Some of the wounded wanted to fight on the city wall again before they fully recovered—if the researchers at the Mad Hospital weren't too strong, they might really have done so.

Unlike them, the morale of the Holy Army outside the city was low at this time.

The wells near the camp were poisoned by the Legrands, so they had to take great pains to bring fresh water from the Doma River.In addition, the surrounding food and supplies have been transported away by the Legrand people in advance, and the food collected from the countryside cannot supply the army of so many people.Previously, the arrival of the Holy Army on the Border was equivalent to opening a road for the Holy Army to transport food from the Doma River. The food was transported from the port on the east coast of the Abyss Strait through the fleet of the Holy Army on the Border, temporarily relieving the pressure on the Holy Army. .

The problem is that after Ferry III rebuilt Blaise, he regained control of their grain transportation port and completely cut off their grain transportation route from the source.

Food is the life of an army.After Blaise returned to the country, the news that the port had been seized spread to the Holy Army, causing an uproar.Except for the Templar Knights who belonged directly to Pope Theold himself, the other commanding officers who participated in the Holy Army movement cared far more about supplies than about the siege of Colin City itself.

——The current situation is really not optimistic for them.

They are in desperate need of food.

According to Siolde's order, the Maritime Holy Army from Legrand's southeast to north was the most dissatisfied.They believed that Siolde's decision made the Holy Army lose all the victories it had achieved.Their sacrifices in the southeast became meaningless, and all the gains they had made were in vain.

As for the Holy Land Holy Army under the direct command of the Pope, the situation does not seem to be much better.

In addition to the main force of the old nobles of Blaise, who were destroyed in the battle of Douro City, the Holy Land Holy Army also consisted of small nobles and wandering knights who tried to climb the big tree of the Holy Court. They followed the Temple Knights from the beginning. group action.After landing from Putao Port, we crossed the Meissen Hills and the Kawa Mountains all the way. During the long journey, I was a bit exhausted.The knight who was lucky not to lose his horse during the journey had to slaughter his horse for food at this time.

Legrand had almost cut down the nearby wood in advance, and the only small amount of wood was collected for making engineering equipment.With insufficient firewood, it was even difficult for the soldiers to roast raw meat and dry food until soft.Ordinary infantry were treated even worse. They had to catch some rats and wild dogs in the fields, and used weeds as a satiety.

In this case, some soldiers began to escape secretly at night.But food shortages and deserters are not the most serious problems for the Holy Army.

——Right now, the most troublesome thing is the sudden conflict between the Holy Land Holy Army, the Sea Holy Army and the Border Holy Army.

The Border Holy Army is responsible for blocking the waterways of Jolin City, and is also responsible for transporting food from the port of Herrid City to Jolin City.When Ferry III recaptured the Holy Empire's food port, the Holy Army's maritime lifeline was cut off.The situation of the Border Holy Army is better than that of the Holy Land Holy Army, and they still have their own food.

Seeing that the alliance can still have bread to eat, but he has to eat raw horse meat or even rats that are difficult to swallow, the Holy Land Holy Army and the Sea Holy Army are getting more and more anxious day by day. Many violent knights accused the Border Holy Army of intercepting The food that should have belonged to them.Faced with this out-of-the-box accusation, the Frontier Holy Army, who had been a transport worker for a while but ended up being suspected, was extremely angry.

If the time dragged on like this, the desertion of soldiers brought about by hunger would become a small problem. What was more serious was that it might cause the alliance to break up and everyone would turn against each other.

When Theolde was looking at the final defense structure diagram of Jolin City in the main account, Sisian opened the curtain and walked in with a worried face.

"They're fighting."

Sisian reports.

Siolde marked a spot on the map without looking up, looking as if he wasn't worried about it at all.During this period of time, Theolde ignored the commotion of the soldiers below.Sisian didn't know exactly what he planned.

"The fight between the Bracy knights and the border knights has been stopped." Sisian was obviously very anxious, "But... Your Majesty, food is a problem. There is also..."

"Come on, what's the bad news?"

Theolde asked peacefully, standing up straight and examining the drawings.

"There are rumors that Holy Spirit Bay was captured by the Nujin Empire."

Sisian carefully organizes his words.

This news came from the Legrands, and the news was written on a strip of cloth and tied to the sharp arrows that the Legrands shot.After learning about this, Sisian quickly sent someone to destroy the banners, strictly prohibiting the spread of rumors.But what made him suspicious was that if this matter was true, then the Holy Army should have known about it earlier than Legrand.

unless……

In the Holy Army, someone blocked this news.

In the Holy Army, only one person can do this.

That's Theold.